There are no roses in the garden,
No chance for love today.
The sky no longer blues,
No chance for love today.
Harsh blackish grey sky,
No time for love today.
Pick your eighth feeling,
No chance for love today.
Run o horse and chariots
Romeo is set for a revenge.
Why should you cause her to die?
No chance for love again.
He got to heaven to see Juliet missing
No chance for love again
Dance with swords and shake the spears
For love is murdered in the streets.
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